BOOK THE THIRD
3. Chapter III
(continued)
The doubts which spring up to the mind of later reasoners, in the immensity
of the sacrifice of God to man, were not such as would occur to an early
heathen. He had been accustomed to believe that the gods had lived upon
earth, and taken upon themselves the forms of men; had shared in human
passions, in human labours, and in human misfortunes. What was the travail
of his own Alcmena's son, whose altars now smoked with the incense of
countless cities, but a toil for the human race? Had not the great Dorian
Apollo expiated a mystic sin by descending to the grave? Those who were the
deities of heaven had been the lawgivers or benefactors on earth, and
gratitude had led to worship. It seemed therefore, to the heathen, a
doctrine neither new nor strange, that Christ had been sent from heaven,
that an immortal had indued mortality, and tasted the bitterness of death.
And the end for which He thus toiled and thus suffered--how far more
glorious did it seem to Apaecides than that for which the deities of old had
visited the nether world, and passed through the gates of death! Was it not
worthy of a God to, descend to these dim valleys, in order to clear up the
clouds gathered over the dark mount beyond--to satisfy the doubts of
sages--to convert speculation into certainty--by example to point out the
rules of life--by revelation to solve the enigma of the grave--and to prove
that the soul did not yearn in vain when it dreamed of an immortality? In
this last was the great argument of those lowly men destined to convert the
earth. As nothing is more flattering to the pride and the hopes of man than
the belief in a future state, so nothing could be more vague and confused
than the notions of the heathen sages upon that mystic subject. Apaecides
had already learned that the faith of the philosophers was not that of the
herd; that if they secretly professed a creed in some diviner power, it was
not the creed which they thought it wise to impart to the community. He had
already learned, that even the priest ridiculed what he preached to the
people--that the notions of the few and the many were never united. But, in
this new faith, it seemed to him that philosopher, priest, and people, the
expounders of the religion and its followers, were alike accordant: they did
not speculate and debate upon immortality, they spoke of as a thing certain
and assured; the magnificence of the promise dazzled him--its consolations
soothed. For the Christian faith made its early converts among sinners!
many of its fathers and its martyrs were those who had felt the bitterness
of vice, and who were therefore no longer tempted by its false aspect from
the paths of an austere and uncompromising virtue. All the assurances of
this healing faith invited to repentance--they were peculiarly adapted to
the bruised and sore of spirit! the very remorse which Apaecides felt for
his late excesses, made him incline to one who found holiness in that
remorse, and who whispered of the joy in heaven over one sinner that
repenteth.
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